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Finally stepping out of the shower, Diah wraps herself in a big towel and looks at her fuzzy reflection in the heavily fogged mirror. I wonder how people will look at me now? Closing her eyes, she mentally shuts off her mind and does something menial. After meticulously massaging lotion into her skin, she gets dressed. Even wearing only a large t-shirt with 'Oxford University' blazing on the front, it sticks to her body as she opens the door. Left over steam from her shower tickles her bare feet as the light from the bathroom gives the room a soft glow. Seeing long black hair spilling onto the mattress and the body sized lump under the covers, Diah smiles. Looks like my roommate is here. Wonder what she's like. Then remembering that Vince had long hair, she barely stifles a giggle. Well Vince did say my roommate could be a guy. Wonder if they look as good as Vince with all that hair.
Frowning for a moment as she stares at her roommate's back, she wonders why Vince kept popping into her mind.
Well he is the first ones to actually talk to me. And he's nice With that thought she shrugs and flicks off the light after making a mental path towards her bed. Slipping under the covers, she gives one last sigh before falling asleep.

Anne smiled as she entered her room. Her big, fancy bags were standing by the bed, Cassie was curled up on one of them, as if stating she wouldn't dare let her delicate fur on a dorm bed. Her pink stereo was on the nightstand and her Korg was already set up at the bed's feet.
She passed her fingers through the keys. She knew her musical tastes, refined from a life of traveling around the world, were seen as somewhat of an eccentricity by her piers, but they had learned to tolerate that. She wouldn't, mind you, have it any other way.
Noticing the other bed already taken, she tried to recognize the stuff, but failed. "Well, I don't see any black or skulls, that's a relief" Smiling ironically, she started to unpack, slowly, giving her clothes and accessories the attention they deserved. They were, after all, worth more than a regular months' salary a piece...

((Oh Peter, roommate of mine, where are thou? ^_^ I got a bit confused now...did classes start already or not?))

It was an odd title for a book. She would admit it to anyone. What shocked her was that he was still smiling at her. It wasn't to long after that she stopped fidgeting and blushing. She was starting to get used to him. "So... What brings you this far back in the library?" She laughed as Miles, her gray tabby, jumped on her lap and curled up.

Mark turned to the right sharply and entered the classromm door. It had taken him a minute to remember the exact outlay of the school from last year, but was glad he didn't have to backtrack. Sighing he took a seat by the window and immediatly looked out of it, strumming his fingers absently on the desk. He was already bored of school and he had just arrived there.

She raised an elegant eyebrow. "Socialize? Hun, there's no one here but me. And most would consider me the least socializable?" She laughed not knowing if it was a word or not.

Mark half listened to the lecture. He jotted down notes occasionally to help him remember what he was supposed to be learning now. "Can't wait to be out of here and star playing." He said absently to himself, his head resting on his hands.

Josh smiled. "Doesn't matter. Maybe I came looking for you. Maybe I didn't want to talk to anyone else." He said flirtatiously.

((By new kid do you mean new to her? Because he was there the previous year.))

"How much longer do I have to sit here?" He asked himself absently. Sighing he began strumming on his desk again, trying to match each click of his fingers to the exact beat of the song.